CHAPTER 43 - CRIPPLING TRUTH

Amos’ POV

“Move or they are all going to die!” My mind was screaming but I still remained in that spot as if I was pinned to the chair.

I knew I was a coward, I had always been a coward, if I wasn't a coward I wouldn't have returned back from the war without a single warrior.

“Daddyyyyy!” Angie screamed as she tried to look for me. While I had been lost in thought, the dungeon had suddenly caught fire.

Just then a witch appeared in the room I was in. She was the same old witch that abandoned Jane a few minutes ago.

“Just where we want you,” she said, letting out a hysterical laugh.

“Of all the people to make Alpha, he chose a weakling like you,” she said spitefully as she let out another disgusting laugh.

“It was a good thing, I finished him off myself while you ran away like a fool, a real weakling,” she mocked as she spat on me.

She was the witch who killed my Alpha, the one who drained his life source, the reason I had suffered all these years trying to fit into shoes too big for m